Bow. Curtain. Everybody Cries. Songtext
von Jamie Hamilton

Panic and perfume
Litter our curfew
I wrestle the spectrum
That dances around you
(Oooh)
It can′t be the truth
(Oooh-ooh-oh)
It can't be the truth
So top up my glass
And take off your dress Lie on the bed
Let′s do things we'll regret
(Oooh)
I wanna forget
(Oooh-ooh-oh)
I wanna forget
There's no heart in this Hercules
Just a footfall counter, money market love song
And I tried to turn it off
But now I just hum along


Put on your camouflage of words
We′re leaving the house
Keep it small
Keep it polite
You′re one of them tonight
So strap on your shoes
We'll find a name to use
We′ll find a mask that fits
Find a story that sticks
(Oooh)
I think this is it
(Oooh-ooh-oh)
I think this is it
There's no heart in this Hercules
Just a footfall counter, money market love song
And I tried to turn it off
But now I just hum along

Sweetheart, you need to speed up
So the barrier guillotines
So this carrier submarines
′Til the silence is deafening